Love Is a Story - Pop (Put Yourself Out)

Pop (Put Yourself Out)

Your pop denial
Has set you on fire
And I can't wait to see you come put yourself out

You play these songs
When no one is around
You pump it up and then you get down

You know all the words by heart
But you don't sing along, no, no
No one can know that it's your favorite song

You got pretentious
You're so self-conscious
It burns like gasoline
It fuels the flames, and you're about to scream

Your friends don't know
You've got another face
But the one they see sure has excellent taste

It's indie
It's blues
It's jazz, metal, or fusion; it's so hard to choose

Your aural circuits
Get overloaded
The smoking is obscene
They fuel the flames, and you're about to scream

You eat, breathe, and sleep pop, but cover it up
No one can know, no, about it at all

So go put on your mask and join the mosh pit